I draw a card first

Chapter 167 The Dance of Amnesia
Hastily stopping the Shadow Bear who was already eager to try, Aiwen coughed, and a group of guys who were wandering around on the verge of death suddenly withdrew their hands in embarrassment, and then automatically and consciously hid in the corner.

The movement of holding the head with both hands is extremely proficient, and it is obvious that it is almost instinctive.

Knowing that this group of people just don't want to cause trouble and feel uncomfortable, Aiwen didn't really pay attention to them. He walked up to the woman who was called a dancer by gg's patient man, bent down, and stared at her with a pair of eyes motionless. looking at her face.

Don't get me wrong, it's not because someone's hormones burst out in an instant and couldn't help but because she is finally waking up!
After being in a coma for nearly ten hours, the woman named Wu finally opened her eyes slowly.

She first looked around with some doubts, with a blankness that didn't seem to be pretending.

“Head hurts”

"where is this"

"who am I?"

After three consecutive standard amnesias, she turned her head and shifted her gaze to the closest one, almost on her own Ivan, frowning, and asked hesitantly.

"Who are you?"

But Aiwen who was questioned was a little surprised, because the woman spoke all Japanese the whole time!

Because of the initial impression that the other party used a technique similar to Bajiquan, he always thought that this woman was Chinese, but now it seems that the Japanese are more likely.

But it doesn't matter, not to mention that in the dungeon, he is automatically proficient in all languages, and even Atlantean can impress others, not to mention that Duan Shui Liu is a standard Japanese, with a Tokyo accent.

Therefore, the same Japanese is used, regardless of whether the woman is really amnesia or pretending to be amnesia, with full of bad taste, someone who is determined to take advantage of the woman does not hesitate to grab the woman's hand with an excited expression, using a slightly exaggerated acting skill replied:
"Wu, you finally woke up! I'm your fiancé!"

The woman frowned and looked at Ivan, as if something was wrong with her instinctive feeling.

But when she thought about it, the sudden severe pain in her head made her clutch her head and groan, feeling her temples throbbing, as if she was going to explode!
"Doctor, come here quickly!"

Ai Wen, who continued to rave about his acting skills, shouted at the top of his voice, and the small clinic is not big, and the doctor is not blind, so he naturally saw someone's previous two performances.

So, ignoring the unlucky patient who had just had his foreskin half done, he hurried over.

After another tedious examination, Aiwen soon received a medical certificate that was almost the same as the previous diagnosis. The only difference was the sentence that he suspected that there might be sequelae such as amnesia, which directly became amnesia.

In fact, if Aiwen is willing, this kind of trauma can be fully recovered after returning to the original body with a holy light.

But what good was it for him?

A possible insider?
But after Ivan summoned Washington, the real *head snake, he was not worried at all about whether he could complete the so-called hidden mission.

After all, the United States has only been founded for more than 300 years, and Washington died only two hundred years ago, and the descendants are still alive and well.

Aiwen didn't believe that this person who could split the United States from the empire that was still at its peak, and established a country on its own, did not leave any behind.

Judging from the dangerous environment that the UK could fight back at any time at that time, it was unrealistic for him not to prepare some back roads for future generations.

As long as a small part can survive to this day, it will be a big help.

Therefore, the intelligence value of this woman named Wu dropped to freezing point in an instant. On the contrary, she continued to lose her memory, which was still useful to Aiwen.

After all, the ranking rewards of the King of Fighters competition do not conflict with the hidden missions. For someone who wants to have all of them, how to organize a team of three people is not a big or small trouble.

Brother Hua is not weak, but it is a pity that the time to appear is too short, so the two former teammates currently have no candidates.

So instead of looking for some guys who don't know the basics at all, it's better to choose to take this amnesiac woman. I believe that after my own careful adjustment, I mean training, at least it can become a vase with not so high purity.

Ai Wen: Well, it's not because the other party is good-looking and seductive!
By the way, someone has personally confirmed that the woman named Wu is the real murderer
Maybe it's the feeling of the scene in front of me, and it seems that only Ai Wen, who is his fiancé, can explain it.

After being injected with an injection of painkillers by the doctor, the weak dancer who was always free from the pain leaned against Aiwen's body a little unaccustomed, sniffing the strange smell on his body, wondering if it was the effect of the medicine After waking up, everything feels very strange, and Wu, who is highly nervous, feels that he is gradually relaxing.

It's called relying on, a kind of warmth that a helpless woman can't refuse...

With a little coquettishness, she rubbed her head against the arms of her "fiancé", and asked weakly:
"Broken water? Fiancé? Well, okay...can you tell me why I lost my memory?"

"Uh, is it true?"

Aiwen was taken aback by her actions, but in order not to be embarrassed on the spot, someone recalled the eyes and mentality he had once ravaged Lilith's hair, and quickly adjusted his mood.

Afterwards, while gently stretching out his hand to stroke her long, smooth hair, he actually used his own knowledge of martial arts to judge the condition of her injury, and whether it was possible to recover her memory in a short time, while softly telling the story he had just made up.

The general content is very simple, that is, the two are descendants of a hermit martial arts family in Japan, and they signed a marriage contract since childhood.

Because they wanted to let the two of them come out to practice and cultivate their relationship, the two families let them come to New York together, but unexpectedly they were targeted by the enemy.

Wu was injured in the head in the enemy's sudden attack. Although Gueshuiliu tried his best to kill the attacker on the spot, he made a lot of noise and was probably wanted by the police.

As a last resort, he could only take Wu to this small hospital for treatment, but he didn't expect his fiancée to lose his memory because of this.

"You are really useless, you didn't protect me well!"

The side effects of the medicine began to take effect, and he became more and more sleepy. Wu, who could hardly keep his eyes open, muttered and complained about his "fiancé". caught.

At this time, Ivan also took away the hand that was placed on top of Wu's head.

He has now basically determined that the woman named Wu's brain is seriously damaged, and it is not a general damage. The blood of the whole body, especially around the head, is completely disordered, even worse than what the doctors thought. Be serious.

After all, this is just a small clinic opened in a slum in 97. I don’t know how many instruments have poor accuracy. It is not surprising that there are some misdiagnoses.

This level of injury, it can be said that if it is not for the fact that women have better martial arts background, if they are replaced by ordinary people, they will probably become vegetative after encountering such trauma!
But whether it hurts or not is secondary now. The question someone is facing now is, what should be done in the current situation?
Seeing that he was still holding his arm tightly in his sleep, with a bandage on his forehead, with a pitiful and helpless expression, and at the same time absolutely relying on his dance, he felt as if he was about to pay the price of being cheap.

"Forget it, it's nothing more than a vase for raising people, let's keep it first."

"Anyway, I'll leave in a few months at most, and at the most I can wash away her memory and compensate her with something."

Of course, considering the competition, she has to do some training. Somebody is also a dignified demigod-level existence, and finding a teammate can't be too shameful.

But the premise of everything is to wait for the sick man in his arms to recover from his injuries, otherwise, no matter how many thoughts he has, it will be useless
(End of this chapter)